Back then one didn’t have to take a driving test to get a driver’s license, all a person did was apply and pay 50 cents to obtain one. I didn’t do that, so in 1949 I had to take a test to get a license. This was after Quentin & I bought a new 1949 Ford. Were we ever proud of that new car!
I remember one time we thought she was lost when she was about three years old. We hunted and called couldn’t find her. I finally went into the garage – there she was playing in the corn feed!
I would take the train from Tuttle to Oklahoma City, then ride the interurban to within a few blocks of Dr. Cooper’s. When I’d hear the train blow the whistle down the track [when in Tuttle] I’d start to cry because I was already getting homesick.
When coming home we had to go past an opera house. We were told a little man lived under it; we were always frightened to go by. We watched the building closely!
Aunt Edna could make the best ice cream and fried chicken; they even had water in the house! It was rainwater from a cistern; they had a pitcher pump on the cabinet by the sink.
I know that adrenaline helps embed memories, and from reading through these pages I can see how and why she might have recalled and written the stories she did.